Two to three morning hours of March Browns brought some fish up, and that was about that. Fun while it lasted at the logjam. Water is low and the wading is easy. Can't say that about too many places.
Eaten up for the March Brown. Just munched. |
Wet after being munched. Before the dust. |
Five fish later . . . |
Happy to be back again |
Hatch, what hatch? Just take the damn picture. |
Bed hog. |
Let the games begin.
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